Think for yourself.

Anticipation. When you don't know what awaits you at the other side of the road. Bouncing off. And you never know where you are going to land..

I don't need no arms around me. Do I? Oh, for sure I do. Not the arms to comfort me. Not the arms to say that everything is going to be allright. Those arms I should wrap around someone that deserves it. someone who is there for me. Who cares. Who has her feet firmly fixed on the ground.

loftið leikur við
lakið sveipar frið
ljósið lýsir þér
læðist farið er
tunglið tekur við
tælir hugans mið
máninn mænir á
myrkur far þú frá
dula dregin frá
drauma mína sá
drungalegur fer
dagur risinn er
myrkur
margur er
meiðir sér
aleinn er

Anticipation. For us and them. Clicking on the results table with a mouse button. Clicking on the phone with warm fingers. Clicking your heart with my warmth. God only knows what we would choose to do.

I don't say I know. Up and down. And in the end it's only round and round.

The air plays with
the sheet covers peace
The light lights you
tiptoed gone it is
The moon takes over
seduces the mind
The moon gazes on
darknes you be gone
A fabric drawn away
my dreams it saw
creapy goes
Day has risen
darkness
many are
Hurts itself
alone he is